Category: denial
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High Holy Days
A lovely early autumn day. Last night, the fading light set the field aglow. The woodbine climbs a maple and flames the trunk red. The goldenrods in all their diversity spread a rich yellow along the edges of field and beaches. Looking about, the world teems blossoms, as summer’s fierce abundance slowly dwindles. I’ve been…
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“Not All That is Imperilled”
“Not all that is imperilled is lost.” JRR Tolkien Its afternoon on a Wednesday, a mid-week day that for whatever reason seems as though it should be Thursday. That has been so all week, so I wonder how tomorrow will feel when it is actually Thursday. Here in New England the drought drags on, with…
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Road Block!
We had a passing shower late yesterday afternoon and another over night. Still, Jennie was out early this morning watering our very stressed young lilac. Here in New England drought conditions run from simply dry to extreme drought. The distance of a few miles can mean the difference between parched soil and almost normal growing…
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Use Your Words
A fine early September day. We had a goodly dew overnight so the grass is wet, green, and lush. Jennie says that this morning’s dawn chorus was rowdy; without my hearing aids I could not hear it, but I am glad the birds were up and singing. The days are cool and sunny, the nights…
